Day 13, AYAT would have been Day 13. After reading todays notes, I realize that I was extubated on the 12th but the notes from the doctors didn't reflect that until the 13th. I was also going through a lot of confusion and from what I can remember I was in and out of consciousness. I remember being anxious and suspicious of everyone so much so that I refused any medications other than Tylenol. I was sure they were taking my organs or doing medical experiments on me. I also remember dreaming that the doctor was angry with me. None of which really happened. They did put me on a by-pap as I was still having some issues but not enough to intubate me. Thankfully all of this started to resolve. I also remember sleeping off and on and thinking days had passed when in reality it was only a few hours. Time moved different in the ICU and the atmosphere was dark. Today I spent time with my mother and we planted some purple, pink, and orange tulips. Yes, I still do not like pink but in flowers, it's okay as long as it is surrounded by other colors. God created pink too so I guess there is a place in this world for it. I just don't have to be in love with it.

Funny thing happened yesterday: I was outside rounding up the ducks when I heard a duck quack to the side of me. I turned and the duck was no where to be seen. Then I heard it again but this time it was on the other side of me. I turned again and there was no duck. Finally I heard the duck again and realized that my phone was ringing. I normally keep my ringer off and forgot that I was expecting a call so while I was looking for the imaginary duck that was in "trouble" I was missing my phone call. Not the first time I forgot I have a duck ring tone. Still not going to change it.